Reborn American Giants

Victor looked at Piru standing in the heavy rain in the car. He knew that he had revealed a darker lie to this little mouse, "There is no need for a reason for betrayal, as long as I need you to betray." Sorvino wanted to deal with Lago

There was no need to find evidence of his betrayal. Just because Sorvino's feelings were in danger, he was ready to get rid of Lago without hesitation. He could make the knife now, but then what? Sorvino would do it again

How should I treat my knife?

Victor tapped his fingers lightly on the car window glass, thinking to himself. Sorvino asked him to take over the "little mice". Victor was going to do things according to his arrangements honestly. He couldn't make any small moves. He now

He can only make one chess piece and is not qualified to play chess.

The car moved quickly in the rain, like a small boat, rowing through the sewage all over the street, and soon returned to the small building. Victor got out of the car and stood at the door. The group of young people just now were still standing there faithfully.

, "Papa" who was guarding Fandino, waved to the black man who had just given him an umbrella. Upon seeing this, the other party rushed through the rain and stood in front of him. "Boss V, what do you need?"

Victor pondered for a moment and asked, "What's your name?"

"Boss v, I...my name is...Brito, you can call me Ato." The black man showed a surprised expression. A middle-level cadre asked what his name meant? For a moment, he fell into his own imagination.

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"Haha, Atuo, I remember it. It's okay. You can go back." Victor chuckled and turned around and entered the small building. The young black man ran back to his companions, and everyone patted his head happily and expressed his gratitude.

He celebrated that they had not experienced the overt and covert fighting at the top, but they just envied the glorious life of the leaders of those organizations, hugging each other, and Victor sighed a little, being young is really good.

When I walked into the room, I saw a naked woman lying on the floor of the living room, and Sorvino was sitting on the sofa with another woman...

Victor suppressed his disgust and reported to Sorvino: "Papa, the things you told me have been arranged."

Sorvino did not respond to Victor, and asked the two women to clean their private parts, patted their butts and asked them to leave. Sorvino poured another glass of wine, shook the scarlet wine in the glass, and said to Victor: "

I like young women. As long as I watch them twisting and twitching under my body, I can feel that my life is alive." After speaking, he took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Victor just ignored him and sat down on the sofa at the other end. He took out a pair of sexy black lace panties from under his buttocks and threw them into the trash can nearby.

"You can handle other situations by yourself in the future, but for Lago, I want everything to be done in every detail, got it?" Sorvino said to Victor.

Victor couldn't help but feel a little sad for Lago. As a general under Sorvino, he once won Sorvino's trust. Sorvino even entrusted him with the channels for purchasing goods within the organization. But now, Sorvino has

Vino discovered a little threat and immediately made up his mind to deal with him.

But Sorvino is a drug lord, so he is not a reasonable person. He can deal with whoever he wants. If Lago is not dead, how can he get to the top?

"Your wish, Papa."

"Hahahaha..." Sorvino opened the window and looked at the heavy rain outside the window, looking at Fandino in the rain. This is his kingdom. Anyone who wants to seize his throne should prepare a shroud for himself first.

Bag it...

In the bathroom, Victor found that his arm was itchy. The feeling was like ants biting his arm. He couldn't bear it anymore. He took off the plaster bandage on his arm several times and saw the skin punctured by broken bones.

The scabs had formed, and it was the strange itch that came from there. He stretched out his left hand and scratched it gently, and felt much better immediately. Then he made a fist with his right hand and slowly exerted force, huh? No problem!

Victor himself was also surprised. Generally speaking, it takes two to three months for a fracture to heal. His injury only lasted less than a month, okay? It is definitely weird to be able to recover so quickly. Could it be that he really traveled through time?

Welfare? At this time, the wound was sore and itchy again. Victor simply slowly opened the blood scab at the wound and felt a little speechless when he saw the new pink and delicate skin.

This ability is too useless. It's not like ancient times. Cold weapons are used in fighting. In modern society, a rifle bullet flies in, enters a small hole, and exits with a scar as big as a bowl. It will definitely kill you on the spot. What's the use of this ability?

?Is this God teasing me?

But something is better than nothing, Victor put aside his doubts and thought optimistically.

Soaking in the bathtub, Victor relaxed his nerves. After traveling through time for so long, he first fought to the death with a group of bastards, and then battled wits with Sorvino and the others. He pretended to stay away from strangers all day long.

It seemed that he also felt a little tired.

At this time, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and two naked women walked in. Victor stood up in surprise and wrapped a bath towel around his lower body.

These are two young Latina beauties. The one on the left has brown skin, long black hair, hanging down like waves along her thin shoulders, and a slender waist. The other seems to have white blood and fairer skin.

, with blond hair, two people surrounded Victor on the left and right, without waiting for Victor to speak. Well, Victor understood instantly and there was no need to say anything. (I can’t write it down in detail, I have zoophobia, book friends, please forgive me.

Me, Amen)

Sorvino heard the moans and the splash of water coming from the bathroom. He sat on the sofa, shook the red wine in his hand, and smiled proudly. Controlling a man meant nothing more than money, beauty, and power. He could give Victor all of these.

, the premise is...

"The talent I give you belongs to you. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it away yourself." Sorvino smiled sinisterly...